On Saturday morning we enjoyed a delicious crepe breakfast at Matt's mom's (our parents live blocks from each other) with Mitzi and Elna (Matt's great aunt and cousin) who were visiting from Utah and Pennsylvania. These two women kept my husband alive when he was in college in Utah. (They fed him on the weekends while he used their laundry rooms.) Good food and good company! The plan for the day was that Matt would stay with his family and attend a memorial service for an Uncle that passed away several months ago. He played the guitar for the service and I'm told did a great job. I took the kids and my Mom drove us out to Long Beach for the Anime Expo where my brother had a booth. He is an amazingly talented artist and can do just about any medium. He is best known for his minimalist 'emo' comic strip-Pon and Zi. I was able to line up with his hoards of fans and listen to them gush about his art talent and watch them ask for his autograph. I was very tempted to shout in the middle of the crowd, "Hey, I changed that guy's diapers!!!" but refrained. Jeff sent us home with tons of merchandise-thanks Jeff!
After that, we headed to a beach near the Queen Mary where the kids frolicked in the water and Taylor took a skim-board lesson from Uncle Jared who is only three years his senior. T really looks up to him and I could tell that he was more brave than usual trying out the board not wanting to disappoint his uncle. He actually did pretty good for a first try. Poor Noah took a skim board to the head and bled all over the place. Grandma Judy threw us a towel I applied pressure and tried to calm him down. The bleeding stopped but I still wasn't sure if he was in need of stitches or not. I took him over to the lifeguard station and Lifeguard Brent (first day on the job) cleaned and bandaged him up and declared him good to go-no stitches necessary. Noah was mortified when I brought out the camera. The battery was dead so Aunt Julie retrieved her camera/phone. I'll have to get the picture from her later.
After the beach, we headed to Rubi's for lunch. It's a hole in the wall place in Whittier where we used to live. I think I've probably sat in the high chairs in that place. I ate the requisite bean and cheese burrito and had a chocolate chip shake to top it off. Good stuff and the braces have done their job. I used to not be able to take a clean bite out of a burrito because my teeth didn't line up right. That right there was worth the $!!! It was also nice to not have to wear the burrito home in my grill!!!
We headed back to Mom's, left the kids with my Dad and went for a pedicure. It was my first spa pedicure and was worth every penny. I wish I knew what she soaked my feet in (battery acid?) because they have never been so soft. There's nothing like a fresh pedicure to make you feel like a girl. We went back to Mom's and ate a delicious dinner with Janine (my sister) and Brice and James (my brother) and Faith and their two girls. [If it seems like siblings keep popping out of the woodworks it's because I am one of seven.] We ate too much and then had an impromptu talent show. Grandma put out a match with her mouth. Jared juggled three balls. Julie played the tuba and James played the trumpet which was very impressive since he probably hadn't seen the thing for 10+ years. He even gave the tuba a try and did pretty well. I would have participated but wasn't in the mood to clean out a closet on a full stomach. ;o)
After a quick and action-packed weekend, we hit the road early Sunday morning minus one child. Audrey is staying with my parents for the week since we will be down again next weekend. On the way home, Grandma received a gas-pumping lesson. She is 74 and until this day had never pumped her own gas. Recently, the gas station near her stopped doing full service and she has been driving miles away so someone could pump the gas for her. Not if I can help it! Poor Grandma. I have a twisted interest in getting her to do things that are out of her comfort zone. We have taken her on a hike. She has danced on the Ellen DeGeneres Show...you get the idea. She's a good sport!
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